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This page is primarily **advertising and filler content**, not political satire. The left side features a **Scientific American subscription pitch** dressed as a letter to business executives, arguing the journal's value for industrial innovation and efficiency. The right side contains "**With the College Wits**"—a humor column of brief jokes and quips, mostly about dating, marriage, and campus life. These are generic gags typical of 1920s college humor magazines. **The one substantive satirical element** appears at the very top: a brief commentary mocking a local newspaper editor who claimed "the people have spoken" after an election, despite being the same editor in the same town the previous day. The joke suggests the editor's editorial stance on women's suffrage changed after experiencing childcare responsibilities—implying even intelligent men resist acknowledging women as "people" until forced into domestic labor. The rest is lightweight social humor with no clear political content—jokes about dating etiquette, gift-giving, and rejected poetry submissions.

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SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN ESTABLISHED 1845 MUNN & Co. INC. Woorwortn Buypmro Dear Mr. Executive: It is your desire to conduct your business ina manner that will result in the greatest efficiency. You cannot neglect any aid that will seem to sug- gest new ideas or inform you what industrial developments are being made by other manufacturers. The Scientific American is designed to render this service, and the big men of our country are reading it. In many industrial es- tablishments, after being placed on the desk of the Executive, it is passed among the heads of departments, and several copies are often subscribed for in order that the employees may have access to it. In many of our public Libraries it is more read than any other publica- cation, not even excluding magazines of fiction. This, is the only journal devoted exclusively to this field of work, and as it is a weekly publication it announces new developments before they can appear elsewhere. If it is of value to others, both for its contents and as an advertising medium, would it not be of value to you? One impor- tant suggestion or idea gathered from its columns may be worth more to you than the cost of a subscription for a lifetime. Yours faithfully, ng Pal Sample copy on Subscription price $3 a year request 233 BROADWAY, NEw York IT LI eS PE INIT TT people’ has spoken,” commented the loca] editor on an election held in the town the day before. It was the same editor, and the same town. Which proves that the way to makea man a suffragist is not to leave him with the baby, for after a course as nursemaid even an intelligent and fairminded editor won't be able to see and admit that women are people. With the College Wits What's the Answer? And what do you want for your birthday? She—Really, I don’t want anything. But I know you'll buy me something terribly nice and expensive and new, you're such a dear reckless boy.—Tiger. Mutability No rose, no cheek but one day fade, No eyes but lose their luster; No dollar bill but must be changed, Howe’er we hate to bust ’er!—Record. Paradoxical—Roue—What sort of a feller is that guy? Stew—Oh, he’s loose when he’s tight and crooked when he’s straight—Chaparral. Ten to One You Don't Get This “ Now tell me just what do you mean?” Said Wifey to Archibald Green. When he watched from afar A girl enter her car, And remarked, “ What a nice limousine.” —Tiger. Papa Excepted—Bella—Don't worry about Jack,dear! All the world loves a lover! Stelia—Yes. But Papa acts so unworldly at times!—Punch Bowl. Unusual—“ My roommate got me a git! for the hop.” “Hadn't you ever seen her?” “Nope.” “How was she?” “That’s the funny part.” “Huh?” “She was a bear.” —Gargoyle. Poetic Justice I wrote of Mary’s little lamb With fleece as white as snow. “Please print this, Editor,” I said. The editor said “No.” To make it rhyme. I wrote again of Mary’s lamb Of snowy cleanliness. “Please print this, Editor,” I said, ‘And this time he said “Yes.” To make it rhyme.—Sundial. comicbooks.com